The Journey of the Strongest Ruler
CHAPTER 25

"Sweet sister, is this for me? It's exquisite. Then, you can like Brother Whana." With a happy smile Mila received the jade bracelet the young girl gave her.

"Young Miss, this is too precious, we ..." unfinished uncle Wiji spoke, the young girl instantly interjected. "It's okay, Uncle. This bracelet can keep Mila in the face of danger."

"Is Young Master Whana from a prominent family?" ask the old man to Uncle Wiji.

"To my knowledge no, Elder. Young Master Whana from a second-rate family and no one stands out from his family," replied Uncle Wiji respectfully.

"Talented young man," the old man muttered.

"Elder is right, Young Master Whana is a talented and loving young man. Previously, he often visited the Foster House to help us. Even when he suffered from an unknown illness and caused his cultivation to decline, Young Master still came to our aid" said Uncle Wiji while recalling Whana's kindness towards him and his foster children.

"Oh what diseases are causing decreased cultivation?" the young girl asked curiously.

"Yes, Young Miss. Precisely two years ago, Young Master Whana had been at the Second level Body Formation Stage. But it was because of an unknown illness that the Young Master's cultivation decreased to the Eighth level Birth Stage," explained uncle Wiji.

Hearing what uncle Wiji said, the young girl and the old man looked at each other.

"Alright, Uncle. We still have needs. So we beg you to say goodbye" said the young girl and left the Foster House with the old man who was with her.

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On the way back to the inn, the young girl asked the old man who was with her. "Teacher, if you heard what the middle-aged man in the Foster House said earlier, why the contrary to the state of the young man?"

"Woodoo, that's what I call that young man is not simple. You know why?" after a moment of silence the old man continued. "First, with my level of strength it should be easy for me to see the depths of the body and soul of a cultivator under the King of Nature. But especially for that young man, I couldn't see him, as if being blocked by an incredible mysterious power."

"really?" the mouth of the young girl named Dayu was wide open.

"Secondly, the young man was capable of performing Soul Attacks well. As far as I'm concerned, the soul attack technique dates back to ancient times and has been lost for millions of years."

Hearing the second reason of the old man, Dayu's mouth opened again.

"Thirdly, the young man was able to hide his cultivation to five levels. His cultivation was actually at the Seventh level Transformation Stage and what he showed was the Second level. If I am not at the Holy Knight Stage, then I will be deceived by it. After all, as far as I can hide the level of cultivation should be at the same stage as the Academy Master. It was only capable of three levels," continued the old man with great admiration.

Dayu's mouth was increasingly wide open hearing the third reason.

"Is his family from an ancient family, Guru?" tanya very curious.

"You can use your father's assets to investigate. If we are able to take care of and empower him, maybe this young man will be a helper for your father's Kingdom in the future. After all, this young man was not only mysterious but also had a good heart. Very far from other young men of his age," the old man concluded.

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Two days later, Whana plans to return to the Deathly Forest to improve her skills and strength.

"Young Master, the Patriarch calls you in the hall room," said a family servant relaying what Patriarch Rahngu instructed him.

"Grandfather called me?" sapa Whana who saw the Patriarch was sitting in a main seat with a happy face.

Patriarch Rahngu nodded and looked at his grandson lovingly, then said warmly. "Whana, one ma'am ..." he had not finished his sentence, his eyes immediately glared at his grandson and exclaimed. "Your cultivation....?"

"Just a coincidence" Whana responded casually.

Hearing what Whana said casually, made the patriarch desperately want to slap his granddaughter repeatedly. How not, ten days ago he still remembered correctly that his grandson's cultivation was still at the Fifth level of Body Formation and was now skyrocketing to the Second level Transformation Stage.

"By the way Grandfather had also broken through to the Natural Warrior Stage," Whana continued to notice his grandfather who was still dumbfounded looking at him.

"It's thanks to the elixir and the Mida Pill you gave me, my granddaughter." Patriarch Rahngu regained his senses and replied with a smile.

"One month more family matches will be held, grandfather hope you do your best" said patriak Rahngu continued.

"Yes I understand grandfather, whoever wins doesn't matter. It's also part of our family" Whana replied respectfully.

Thinking of the children in the Foster House, Whana conveys her wishes to her grandfather. "Grandfather, may I make a request?"

The Patriarch frowned, as this was the first time Whana had made a request to him. "If Grandpa is able, Grandpa will support him."

"I want to bring the children in the Foster House to our family. At least they're safer from the dangers out there. While the parenting family can be workers or become servants in our family with the same minimum income as before. What about Grandpa?" whana was obviously hopeful.

Hearing his grandson's request, the patriarch was slightly surprised and said in his heart. 'This boy has a good heart, very similar to Dad.'

Yep! The father referred to in the mind of the patriarch rahngu is the late patriarch's father, which means Whana's great-grandfather.

"Grandfather don't mind, just where will it be placed? Our residence has been filled all over" replied the grandfather regretfully.

"What if you build a house again and of course it must be bigger. There should be at least twenty-five rooms, one living room, one large dining room for twenty-five people and one kitchen space" Whana suggested with passion.

"Twenty-five rooms? One big dining room? You want to establish a sect?" the grandfather was surprised.

"Haha ... No. gabe. I think we still have enough land next to my house" Whana assured her grandfather.

"You are right, our land is still very large and will not be difficult to make ten houses with the size you mentioned. Only the cost is very high. Even if the entire family gold coin was collected, it would not be enough" the grandfather sighed.

"How much do you think it costs?" asked Whana curiously.

"At least six hundred thousand gold coins, if you want to accelerate the construction, then at least eight hundred thousand gold coins," replied patriarch Rahngu heavily. There was a helpless tone to his voice.

Hearing the amount of gold coins from her grandfather, Whana smiled. Immediately he took out eight hundred thousand gold coins from the storage room and handed them over while saying. "Is this enough?"